We always take local advice. This weekend we went to the market at Agnes Waters instead of returning to the Shalom Market in Bundaberg. For most of the morning we chided ourselves for taking local advice instead of returning to where we had done so well… and then it happened … a woman had fallen in love with two of the PNG artefacts. They were the two that had acquired some damage (prices therefore reduced) in being carried around and, in my opinion one of them was the best one we had, the most authentic anyway. So she whipped out her card and paid for them. An hour or so later she turned up again having turned down the one with the staring eyes because it spooked her although she had identified it as a good one. Her husband told her she must get it. She then decided on another one as well – the same story, out came the card and payment was made. As she was carrying them to her ute Alan mentioned that he had found the other ones in the van. I had wondered about their whereabouts, was sure that we had more… anyway we ran after her and she returned and bought them as well. Turned out that her husband had been a pilot and had pioneered flying into PNG and then broken his neck on a pushbike in their yard! He is now quadriplegic. What a story!! And it made our day – justified taking local advice!!
We rounded off the day with a visit to The Tree in the Town of 1770 for fish and chips and champagne (L). Another lovely spot that reminded us of Blue Peter at Bloubergstrand.
View from The Tree